Chapter 625 Under the sea of ??blood is my hometown


    You cannot believe everything in the diary, but you cannot believe it.


    It is also difficult for Wu Xian to determine which sentences were written by Xu Qing when he was awake, and which sentences were arranged by Xu Qing, who became evil spirits.


    But at least one thing is certain.


    The moon is the key!


    If one day Wu Xian can return to the world in his hometown, then the moon is his most concerned point.


    Wu Xian walked out of the cellar, and there was nothing worth exploring in this village, so he began to return the same way.


    Wu Xian walked very slowly on the way back. He held a flower gun, poked here and touched there, just like traveling in a scenic area, and seemed to remember every view in his mind.


    If this was not a village on the verge of destruction, but a village with beautiful scenery in Xinshu, Wu Xian would have been in a better mood.


    Soon Wu Xian passed through the thorny forest and returned to the open space outside the village.


    The ghost-faced man on the stage was dancing strangely, and he had recovered from the influence of black dog blood and foul breath.


    However, what surprised Wu Xian was that the ghost-faced man did not pursue Wu Xian and wanted to put ghost makeup on Wu Xian''s face. Instead, he looked very relaxed. He sang on the stage differently than before, but his tone was the same. A song that makes people feel cold.


    ‘Draw ghost faces, make ghost money, blood is salty~’


    ‘Play evil songs, play evil strings, and the sound of sad drums and gongs is continuous~’


    ‘Recognize yin relatives, form yin connections, and produce evil body and cold~’


    ‘Gather evil spirits, become evil immortals, dive into the sea of ??blood and enter the underworld abyss…’


    The content of the song made Wu Xian''s hair stand up and he felt a little uneasy.


    If the content of the previous song is about introducing why the ghost face is drawn, then this song is more like telling what happens to the person who has been drawn with ghost face.


    Wu Xian decided not to indulge the ghost-faced man anymore. A poker in his hand burned one-third, and then he pointed at the ghost-faced man, and a blue light appeared on his fingertips!


    Crack!


    A blue lightning was emitted from Wu Xian''s hand and hit the ghost-faced man directly, leaving a white smoke trace in the air.


    This is a small thunder mantra, just like the true fire mantra, it is one of the basic mantras and can release three attacks.


    Because of the strengthening of Taoism, the small thunder mantra used by Wu Xian was slightly thicker than the small thunder mantra released by Su Huisheng.


    After the ghost-faced man was hit, he fell on the stage, but instead of crying out, he laughed wildly.


    "Hehe, hehe...hahahaha!"


    This harsh and distorted laughter made Wu Xian realize that something had happened without him knowing it, so he quickly jumped onto the stage and drew the second tube of black dog blood when he comforted Hei Gu last night. , slashed into the ghost-faced man''s body and asked the ghost-faced man sternly.


    "Say! What are you laughing at?"


    The ghost-faced man twitched and smiled at Wu Xian: "You should smile with me, because you will soon become the same as me. You will return to your hometown with me, not in a dream, but It''s in reality! ”


    As soon as he heard this, Wu Xian felt cold all over his body, his limbs began to become numb, and the flesh and blood under his skin began to be out of control. A strange aura was rushing into the Fengfu acupoint behind him...


    "No, if you want to turn me into an evil spirit, you need to cut blood and apply it in two steps. I have been protecting my face all the time. You don''t have the chance to complete the ghost face!"


    The ghost-faced man did not answer, but just laughed wildly.


    Wu Xian had no choice but to add another small thunder spell on his body. After a lightning light, the body of the ghost-faced man was blown up, but his laughter did not disappear, but continued to tangle with Wu Xian like a nightmare. The sound around Wu Xian was circling and fluttering, and finally frozen in his ears.


    "Who told you that you should draw a ghost face on your face?"


    "Who said that I have to draw a ghost face?"


    The sound came from Wu Xian''s shoulder. He immediately turned his head and used all his strength to tear open the clothes that had been scratched by thorny branches on his shoulder.


    There was an uneven face there at some time. There were countless scars on this face, which formed the outline of Guiyan, and the space in the scar was painted with blood and white paint. !


    After seeing this face, Wu Xian''s head buzzed, and his breathing almost stopped.


    "It''s the thorny forest!"


    When Wu Xian was shuttled through the thorny forest, his shoulder was scratched by branches, and he lost consciousness. At that time, he didn''t take it much, but just thought it was a natural trap formed by the plants in the blessed land being affected by evil spirits.


    However, unexpectedly, the ghost-faced man used these thorny branches to complete the "knife cutting" process on Wu Xian''s shoulder without realizing it.


    When Wu Xian broke the branches, the blood spurted out from the branches was the process of "blood smearing"!


    When he was about to arrive in the village, the ghost-faced man suddenly appeared, just to force Wu Xian to speed up and add more scratches to his body, thereby ignoring the abnormalities on his shoulders!


    No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!


    The ghost-faced man stopped when he chased the village entrance. I''m afraid it was not because he could not enter the village, but because the effect would take effect after drawing the ghost face for a while, so he just stopped chasing him...


    The grimace on the shoulder said to Wu Xian with a sarcastic laugh: "You can never escape from your hometown, just like you can never get rid of your face. Time is up, and it''s time for the wanderer to return home..."


    "Ah... I''ve taken it off."


    Wu Xian was very regretful. Perhaps because he easily repelled the ghost-faced man with black dog blood and dirty characters twice, he looked down on the ghost-faced man in his heart.


    In order to investigate the information about the dream world, he let the ghost-faced man go and wanted to wait until the world is over before solving it.


    But in fact, this evil spirit, which is not even a great evil spirit, is unexpectedly difficult.


    Wu Xian''s fingers and toes began to become numb. Hoarse and uneasy songs came from his ears. Blood gushed out of thin air from his mouth. The salty and fishy taste was extremely delicious. A strange shadow appeared around him. He stretched out his palm to make friends with him.


    And ahead of him, the earth suddenly cracked, and the cracks were filled with thick blood.


    Driven by inexplicable force, Wu Xian''s body gradually walked towards the crack. The ghost face on his shoulder said to Wu Xian in a bewitching tone:


    "Jump down, under the sea of ??blood, your hometown is!"


    Wu Xian tried hard to control his body, but his limbs were no longer obeyed his orders, and the ghost face was on him, so he couldn''t use the small thunder spell to slash it.


    Therefore, if Wu Xian wants to survive, he only has one way left.


    "The Heavenly Lord of Lingbao comforts his body, his disciple''s soul, his five internal organs, his mysterious darkness. The blue dragon and white tiger, his team is full of battles, the vermilion bird and his black trunk, and his guard''s body..."


    Along with the sound of chanting the mantra, one of Wu Xian''s pockets burned without fire.


    "The Mantra of Purification!"


    The **** sky was suddenly torn a hole, and a dazzling light fell from the sky and fell on Wu Xian''s body...


    (End of this chapter)